Divine King of All Directions

    Lin Tian originally wanted to refuse, didn't want to trouble other people, and didn't need to trouble other people. However, Fan Yingxiong was too enthusiastic, and said that he also wanted to go to the ancient ruins, to see and see, he finally had to give up. Promise Fan Yingxiong to travel together. ●⌒

    "When are we going? I am prepared. ”

    Fan Yingxiong is a little excited.

    Lin Tian looked into the sky and sank, saying: "I want to leave now."

    Sword Soul Fragment is too important for him. Now I heard that Young Supreme, who has the ability to kill the strong Master of Half-Step Grand Dao, has crossed the past. He can’t sit here safely anymore. Not good.

    In the end, Barbarian Race's other strong men also nodded. After telling the old patriarch, they agreed to Fan Yingxiong.

    "Let's go, Younger Brother Lin, I am ready!"

    Fan Yingxiong changed his clothes and dressed in a black animal coat, which seemed to give the feeling of a wild warrior.

    Good.

    Lin Tian Road.

    After that, he nodded to the other few brave men of Barbarian Race, and immediately strode out.

    "Uncle, old patriarch, we will be back soon!"

    Fan Yingxiong said.

    Together, after the two people came out of the small tribe, they vacated and headed for the mountain in the north.

    At this moment, the sky is still not really bright, and the stars are still bright.

    Lin Tian and Fan Yingxiong, together for most of the past, finally crossed the northern mountains and appeared on the other side of the mountain. Looking into the distance, there is a side canyon in the distance, and there are silky gray and black smog floating out of it, lingering around. At this time, there are a lot of cultivators gathered outside the canyon, and each of the Peak Qi is good.

    "It's there!"Fan Yingxiong pointed to the other side, but then it was a little weird. He said: "However, it is a bit strange to say. I used to come here often, but I have never found such a side canyon?"

    "When you came to this neighborhood, there should be a strong restriction near the canyon, and it happens that the restriction has been broken in recent times, so it was discovered by other powerful people."

    Lin Tian analyzed.

    Fan Yingxiong thought about it and thought that Lin Tian said it makes sense.

    Let’s get in.

    Lin Tian Road.

    The ancient relics of the colorful gods have not been known for how long, many people have gone in, he does not want to delay.

    Fan Yingxiong nodded, next to Lin Tian, ​​striding forward.

    Soon, the two finally got closer.

    Close to here, Lin Tian found that there were about two hundred people around the place, but they all looked a little angry because there were more than a dozen powerful Ant Race cultivators in front of the canyon, blocking other cultivators from entering the canyon.

    "The little king of my family went inside, not to disturb the treasures of my family!"

    The head of an Ant Race cultivator is arrogant.

    Other Ant Race cultivator sneer, all eyes gloomy, squinting at everyone here, the sword in his hand flashing cold.

    "Who depends on the previous step and kills who."

    The head of the Ant Race cultivator.

    "Yes!"

    "GOT IT"

    "Understood, who dares to come up and swallow it directly into a meat sauce."

    A lot of Ant Race cultivator.

    Many cultivators are surrounded by this place, and they are glaring at the Ant Race cultivator, but they are afraid to speak. Most of them are scattered, there is no power behind them to support them, but the people behind the forces are only a small family behind them. They are far from being able to provoke compared with Ant Race. .

    "Is advise you to go a little further, don't try to enter the ancient ruins, you are not qualified, this ruins behind me is owned by my little king of Ant Race!"The headed Ant Race cultivator looked at this place and everyone, Sensen laughed and said: "Give you ten breaths of time, now honestly disperse, ten people who don't leave after breathing, I will personally send you, of course, Send you to hell."

    A group of cultivators were shocked and angry. Although many of them were stronger than the Ant Race cultivator here, they still did not dare to take any action because they were afraid of offending the entire Ant Race. Many people shook their heads and stepped back with anger, ready to leave.

    "This dog thing!"

    Next to Lin Tian, ​​Fan Yingxiong raised his eyes directly. Barbarian Race and Ant Race have always been awkward. Before, several tribes in the tribe were almost killed by Ant Race. At this moment, Ant Race cultivator was seen, and these Ant Race cultivators are so arrogant, Fan Yingxiong can bear it. Stepping straight through the past, the headed Ant Race cultivator is a punch.

    "Hey!"

    A strong punch, the whole void is roaring.

    The Ant Race cultivator, which was headed, apparently did not expect anyone to dare to do this place, and the power was so horrible, and immediately retreated, and screamed: "You dare to me…"

    Dead

    Fan Yingxiong is honest and honest, but he can see the Ant Race cultivator at the moment, but he is wearing a killing intent and his fist is stronger.

    With a bang, the head of the Ant Race cultivator was smashed into a blood mist by Fan Yingxiong.

    "This…"

    Around, some cultivators are shocked.

    "This is, Barbarian Race?"

    “So strong's Mortal Body!”

    "The punch just now…simply……simply……"

    Many people are shocked.

    There are many other Ant Race cultivators outside the canyon. Seeing Fan Yingxiong killing their heads on the spot, all of them are discolored, and the punches are like shattering everything, making these Ant Race cultivators scared. Fear.

    "Barbarian Race people?! Young Supreme of my family is in the valley, you dare to break into here, you…You are looking for death! ”

    There is Ant Race cultivator 戾吼, but it is going backwards, no longer the arrogance before the arrogance, was shocked by the fist of Fan Yingxiong just now.

    Fan Yingxiong stood up to the Ant Race cultivator with his eyes fixed.

    "Hurry up, don't waste with them."

    Lin Tian stepped forward and said calmly.

    When the words fell, a Superior Treasure sword appeared in his hand, and the thunder flame sword glow rushed past.

    "Pu~"

    "Pu~"

    "Pu~"

    Blood splashed all the way, in front of the canyon, all Ant Race cultivator died, and even the screams could not be issued.

    "Let's go……"

    He told Fan Yingxiong that he would take up the sword and step into the valley.

    Fan Yingxiong nodded and spoke to the blood wreckage of the Ant Race cultivator, which also landed on the ground.

    "This…"

    "The burly youth, the strongest of the Barbarian Race, is not awkward with Ant Race. But, what about the handsome boy? Even dare to do something about Ant Race, not afraid of Ant Race revenge? ”

    "The sword just now, terrible!"

    "A sword is full of light, these Ant Races are all Imperial Sky Realm cultivators!"

    "Isn't that a big Inheritance strongman?!"

    Many people are scared.

    However, soon, the surprises on these people's faces disappeared and all became pleasantly surprised. Because, at this time, the Ant Race cultivator, which was kept outside the canyon and prevented them from moving forward, was all killed. They could rush into the canyon and enter the ancient ruins that were discovered. Entering that, you can't get a chance to go against the sky.

    "Let's go!"

    Someone said, suddenly, the crowd swarmed toward the canyon and rushed to the ancient remains of the inside.

……

    Lin Tian entered the canyon and could see some simple vegetation at first. It could be gradually. As he and Fan Yingxiong went deep, there would be no green plants on the ground, and even the dead wood could not be seen. . The land became a little red, and the sky was intertwined with more gray-black haze, and the air became a little cold.

    Lin Tian gradually frowned, this place is somewhat unknown.

    Be careful

    He said to Fan Yingxiong.

    "Nothing," if God comes, the devil is a demon! ”

    Fan Yingxiong is very heroic.

    Lin Tian smiled and said nothing and continued to move forward.

    At this time, they have really entered the so-called ancient ruins, the surrounding land has become more red, and after about a quarter of an hour, they saw a piece of tall stone, all together, like a stone forest.

    After entering the stone forest, not long after, there were many cultivator bodies on the ground, and there were other humanoid bodies next to them. The mouth was fangs, the body was covered with green scales, and the strong suffocating air was intertwined. Being penetrated.

    "Yelong."

    Lin Tian flashed a glimpse of the eye.

    A kind of demon evil, the weakest can kill Spirit Immortal 4-layer Heaven powerful cultivator, at first he Heaven Domain burial Divine in the third fell into a few, when, that a few nights Fork also do not know how many killed spirit Immortal 6-layer Heaven above cultivator, followed by a lot of strong together to kill, but now, this place is quietly lying a few such demon evil Corpse, and are the eyebrows with a blood hole, body lossless, Apparently, they were killed by a single blow.

    So, the man who started it is a little scary.

    "The special demon power of Ant Race is left near the eyebrows of these Yaksha, and it is the Young Supreme of this Lineage."Fan Yingxiong licked his fist.

    Lin Tian naturally discovered this and had a glimmer of light in his eyes.

    "Go ahead, go on."

    He said.

    He did not hesitate, and together with Fan Yingxiong, once again crossed the depths of ancient ruins.

    After that, I don’t know how long it took, and there were amazing fighting sounds coming from the front.

    Lin Tian and Fan Yingxiong are close, looking up, there are many cultivators in front, and four of them are shooting for a big fist.

    "Baoyu belongs to me!"

    A black armor youth around the black demon light, eyes cold.

    "Heng!"

    A red-haired youth is reported as coldly snorted, and the big hand is lifted up.

    "Who is the strongest, who belongs to Baoyu!"

    A green hair, youth, laughs, and it looks like a cold.

    At the same time, a black shirt youth is also shooting, the shadows between the five fingers to kill the light, and compete for the treasure.

    The four men were horrified, and some of the other cultivators who came here were shocked and chilled. Many people were retreating, for fear of being involved in the battle of these four powerful men.

    Lin Tian came here and learned the identity of four people from the voices of some cultivators. The black one is Young Supreme of Ant Race, the red hair is Young Supreme of Blood Wolf Race, and the green hair youth is Young of Insect Race. Supreme, the black shirt youth is the Young Supreme of Shadow Race.

    The treasures that the four are competing for are already psychic, and the value of Divine Weapon is incalculable.

    Staring at the four people, Lin Tian had a glimpse of his eyes. These four people are really strong, and the worst is in Spirit Immortal 7-layer Heaven, so he feels pressure now.

    "Yeah?"Suddenly, Ant Race's Young Supreme looked over here, and Sen's cold eyes fell straight on Lin Tian and Fan Yingxiong: "You have the blood of my people!"

    Ps: A little bit of something to deal with, the third is about 22 o'clock in the evening.